parce que c'est mon anniversaire
so, today i turn eighteen years old. while on several levels this is nice, i.e. no more illegal driving, this also unfortunately means i am considered an adult, which is a title i don't at all feel sufficiently prepared to carry. if you think about it, 18 is a pretty large, as far as numbers go.
incidentally, (<=i'm still trying to learn how to properly use this word) i was thrown a very nice joint "surprise" party last night, thanks guys. after a few people called me this morning to extend similar wishes, my dad wised up and shockedly told me, "oh yeah! happy birthday!" like it was the furthest thing from his mind possible. he seemed almost as surprised as i was.
i've been limping around all day with two bandaids on my toes as a result of our ridicuous late night water polo game. is it weird that they make bandaids for fingers but not for toes? also, my jaw is pretty dislocated from chelsea's monster guns. still, it was well worth it, because i'm pretty sure we dominated. what a tiring sport.
penn registration has been pretty bitchy so far. i do not have the discipline to read the whole huge handbook when harry potter is clearly beckoning to me. any course suggestions much appreciated (lisa). and i'm becoming annoyed that my summer reading has not arrived. i thought we were done with that anyway. i already feel about six hundred times dumber than anyone in my college class, and no one should try to dissuade me of that.
now that summer has officially sunk in, on my terms, i realize i am vastly unpopular, or something. well, not really, but i feel like i hang out with the same people constantly. and while this is certainly partly my fault, there are so many people i knew in high school that i realize now i never got close enough to then to ever see again. depressing? a little, maybe. more thought-provoking than anything else, though.
people have asked me the wonderfully dense traditional "how does it feel to be 18?" personally, on the whole, i feel exactly the same as i did yesterday. however, i have had some determined epiphanies this morning after a slew of confusing dreams that i know have nothing to do with the date and practically everything to do with the circumstances. so yes, i feel a little different. maybe this is just a neat way of making a better year.
xx.
incidentally, (<=i'm still trying to learn how to properly use this word) i was thrown a very nice joint "surprise" party last night, thanks guys. after a few people called me this morning to extend similar wishes, my dad wised up and shockedly told me, "oh yeah! happy birthday!" like it was the furthest thing from his mind possible. he seemed almost as surprised as i was.
i've been limping around all day with two bandaids on my toes as a result of our ridicuous late night water polo game. is it weird that they make bandaids for fingers but not for toes? also, my jaw is pretty dislocated from chelsea's monster guns. still, it was well worth it, because i'm pretty sure we dominated. what a tiring sport.
penn registration has been pretty bitchy so far. i do not have the discipline to read the whole huge handbook when harry potter is clearly beckoning to me. any course suggestions much appreciated (lisa). and i'm becoming annoyed that my summer reading has not arrived. i thought we were done with that anyway. i already feel about six hundred times dumber than anyone in my college class, and no one should try to dissuade me of that.
now that summer has officially sunk in, on my terms, i realize i am vastly unpopular, or something. well, not really, but i feel like i hang out with the same people constantly. and while this is certainly partly my fault, there are so many people i knew in high school that i realize now i never got close enough to then to ever see again. depressing? a little, maybe. more thought-provoking than anything else, though.
people have asked me the wonderfully dense traditional "how does it feel to be 18?" personally, on the whole, i feel exactly the same as i did yesterday. however, i have had some determined epiphanies this morning after a slew of confusing dreams that i know have nothing to do with the date and practically everything to do with the circumstances. so yes, i feel a little different. maybe this is just a neat way of making a better year.
xx.